She is a blushing beauty 
And he's a reckless warrior 
But he's also her Superman 



Or at least that's what she likes to pretend 



Like Lois Lane she is a writer 
But he doesn't waste his time being Clark Kent 
He is too busy saving her world 
One fruitless lie at a time 



And he can't bear to break her 
More than she has broken herself 
So he stains her lips with his lies 
While she stains his pillow with her tears 



She is not as stupid as he wants to believe her to be 
She is just to weak to be as smart as she is 
So she drowns herself in her lovely downer 
Because it puts her to sleep 
And at least she can be strong in her dreams 



But she fears what her Superhero would say 
So she hides her habit in all the obvious places 
Out of some frightened hope he'll find her secret and save her 



But this time in reality 



Little does she know he watches her destroy herself 
Not quite indifferently 



And little does he know she killed the kryptonite babies 
Not because she wasn't ready 
But because she wanted to be his own weakness